EPISODE EIGHT

C E T R A L C I T Y, E R E G O N

T H E C A M P

It took me a while, but with Delil's assistance, I was able to get myself into these grey rags. It is odd, and it is pretty difficult for me to walk in. I feel restricted by the shrouds, and it is itchy.

"You are going to get used to it soon. You are feeling this way towards it because it is the first time you are trying it on. It is going to become your favorite overtime," Delil says to me as I walk up to the large piece of mirror that is hanging on the wall by left.

I stride towards it, as if my joints are made from metal, as it is hard to me to bend my knees or move my elbows due to the way the shrouds are tightly wrapped around me at those points. I wish there was a way I could adjust it to give me a little space to breath, but it seems it is going to be pretty difficult. I might just end up putting all my efforts to a waste by losing it and starting to wear it afresh.

I walk to the mirror and I stand before it, but the reflec
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